Wednesday morning 3AM
Paul Simon

      F             Dm               Bb          Am
I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love
       F           Gm       C
as she lies here beside me asleep with the night
        G         Dm        Bb           Am
and her hair in a fine mist floats on my pillow
  F            Gm          Bb C       F
reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight

She is soft she is warm, but my heart remains heavy
and I watch as her breasts gently rise gently fall
For I know with the first light of dawn I'll be leaving
and tonight will be all I have left to recall

Oh what have I done, why have I done it
I've commited a crime, I've broken the law
For twenty five dollars and pieces of silver
I held up and robbed a hard liquor store

My life seams unreal my crime an illusion
A scene badly written in which I must play
Yet as I gaze at my young love beside me
The morning is just a few hours away 

Gm F